November 19, 2000

ONE YEAR.......what is it exactly? 365 and one-fourth revolutions? 52 weeks? 12 months? 8766 hours? 525,960 minutes? 31,557,600 seconds? A year represents all of these......but to an Internet Wrestling Association......a year is a MILESTONE. Most federations via the internet last on an average from 3-4 months.....people start it and get pumped up.....then after that time frame, the fed looses it's spunk and it dies down. But the IHWA on the other hand..........if you wanted us to die down........NO SOUP FOR YOU!!!! Love us or hate us, we are still here baby!

One year going strong! And it all culminates here tonight..........in Nashville, Tennessee. We have a Fatal 5-Way LOSERS ARE FIRED MATCH, Television and Hardcore title defenses, a flaming tables, HELL IN A CELL match.....the re-opened Tag Team division will hold a 3-Way to determine the tag team champions.....and finally......to top it off.......3 of the top men in this sport battle it out to determine this federations heavyweight champion of the world! Brace yourself.....it's time.......for THE ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE IHWA!!!!!

FIREWORKS! PYROS! MAYHEM! MORE FIRE! MAYHEM! FIREWORKS OUT THE YIN-YANG! The crowd is pumped up! We are SOLD OUT here in Nashville! Signs fill the arena, such as: "I'm rooting for Tank", "Perry, DEVESTATE ME!", "RE-SPECT-WALK-GO X-FACTOR!", "Can I join the A/K/A?", "Mr. Prime Time, Alec Diablo", "Asylum/Crowe 3:16", "More gold for the OUTCAST", "Coporate Tag Team champions!", "LB, Leatherwhip Pat Sajak..please!", "Cobra's one Ally", "CHAOTIC", "Prepare to be ELIMINATED", "KILL EXTREME", "Go IanGoyle!", "The MAD Champion", "Extreme IS wrestling", "DI = Dumb Idiots", and finally we pan on a sign which reads "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY IHWA!"

Let's go to the ring....where 4 people are going to be FIRED!!!!!!

**LOSERS ARE FIRED**
Jason Perry vs. Triple-D vs. Tank vs. The Master vs. Trevor Ashton

Tank, Master, and Trevor Ashton come out to no pops at all as they get in the ring. DI's theme hits as DDD comes out to a great sound of BOOS! He looks cocky as ever as he has a snide look on his face as he gets in the ring. Jason Perry's music hits and the arena goes beserk. JP comes from behind the curtain with a wheel barrel filled with plunder. He wheels it out to the ring until all other four combantans rush him and try to get him. Perry dodges them and grabs the trash can lid. He swings like Sosa as he connects with some homeruns. He then grabs a tire iron and hits The Master in his ribs. He cracks Tank in his elbow as the sickening cracking noise makes the crowd "OoOoOoOHHhHh" with fright. 

DDD grabs a STOP sign and turns and hits Tank in the face. Jason Perry grabs a falling Tank and delivers TOTAL DEVESTATION on the outside. He covers Tank to get a one two three and eliminates him. DDD nails Perry in the back of the head with a kendo stick as TA grabs the fire extinguisher. DDD turns around and gets sprayed in the face. Perry gets up with kendo stick in hand and cracks Ta in the face. DDD gets his sight back only to see a kendo stick cracking him in the head. The Master gets up from that tire iron shot only to be nailed with TOTAL DEVESTATION on the floor. 1...2....3....The Master is fired. DDD gets up and sees JP piledriving TA onto a trash can. Perry places the trash can over TA's head and swings with the kendo stick making this loud sound and crushing TA's head inside. Ta gets out and is nailed with a TOTAL DEVESTATION!!! 1...2....3...Trevor Ashton is FIRED!!!! Perry is unstoppable tonight. DDD looks at Perry with fear and gets on his knees and starts to pray. He tells Perry to not pin him so he can keep his job. Perry grabs a real IRON and holds it in the air. DDD low blows Perry with the kendo stick he dropped. DDD then DDT's Perry on the concrete. DDD waits for Perry to get up and NAILS a pedigree on the concrete ala Extreme. He covers him...1....2....PERRY KICKS OUT!!! DDD gets up and looks furious until Perry gets up. Perry ducks a swing and BLASTS DDD in the face with that iron. DDD falls like a tree as Perry covers him....1....2....3. Will Extreme actually FIRE DDD??? Jason Perry survives yet another one as he walks away with this victory and his job.

Winner: Jason Perry

Wait a sec...here comes Extreme. He grabs a mic and helps up DDD.

Ex: What in the hell was that??

DDD: What??

Ex: You call that giving it your all? That was pathetic. I thought you
were a member of Deep Impact??

DDD: What?? I am...

Ex: Are you?

DDD: Yeah...

Ex: ERRRRNNNTT Wrong answer.

Extreme kicks DDD in the gut and HIGH LIFE PEDIGREES him on the concrete.

Ex: YOUR ASS IS FIRED!!

DDD lays in a small pool of blood. The Polish Powerhouse comes over to console him, and Extreme looks at the Polish Powerhouse.

EX: By the way, polac, YOU'RE FIRED TOO!

What a jerk! Extreme walks to the back laughing.

The announcers hype the tag team match and show how Asylum/Crowe stole the belts. Here it is folks! The tag belts are officially back!

**Tag Team title match**
Asylum and David Crowe vs Blue Tornado and Red Leaf Express vs Wolf and Dope Static

"Sick" hits the speakers as WOlf and Ds walk out to boos. Asylum and Crowe are next as they too walk out to even bigger heat. Blue Tornados music hits and the fans lose it. BT and Red walk out to a stellar pop as they slide into the ring. All six men just stare at each other until Wolf jumps at Crowe as the bell rings. Asylum and BT are going at it while Red Leaf and DS trade blows. Wolf whips DC into the ropes and connects with a spinning heel kick. He bounces off and hits a quick elbow drop. DS is whipped into the railing while Asylum's head is bounced off of the steel steps. BT and RLE get on the apron as do Asylum and DS after they get their marbles back together. Wolf tags in DS who comes in with a big boot to the face. Crowe goes down until he is gorilla pressed by DS and tossed onto the top rope. DC's neck snaps back while DS drops a big leg. A quick cover, but DC kicks out. DC is tossed to the ropes and powerslammed. Dope lifts him up and hits a vertical suplex into a super body slam. Crowe is tossed to the ropes again but makes a blind tag to Asylum. DC ducks Dope's clothesline as both men deliver Total Elimination on Dope. ASylum picks up Dope and hits a Vampiro Spike. ASylum climbs up top and comes off with a big shoulder block. He rakes the eyes then hits a inverted DDT. ASylum goes to the second rope but BT tags himself in. BT drop kicks Asylum off the second rope and drop kicks DS in the face. BT manages to scoop slam the 6'8 monster. BT waits for him to get up and delivers a modified stunner. He tags in RLE. BT picks up DS as both men hit their version of the Hart Attack, the Hart Foundations old move. Rle chops away at DS until David Crowe makes a tag and jumps in the ring. DS gets mad cuz of DC taggin him and lays him out with a clothesline. RLE takes advantage and covers him..1...2..DC kicks out. DC is whipped into the ropes but catches Red with a fameasser after he put his head down. DC chops at Red's chest then hits a inverted russian leg sweep. DC tosses RLE over the top rope. Asylum rushes off the apron and hits a somersault plancha on Red. Wolf climbs the top tope and jumps off the top with a big splash on Red Leaf to the outside. Wolf and Asylum whip Red Leaf into the guard rail. They toss him back in where he is hit with a Greetings from Ashbury park. A cover...1....2...BT breaks it up. DC goes for a brainbuster but Red slips off and hits a belly to back. He tags in BT who comes in and spears Crowe. Crowe is whipped into the turnbuckle as Bt goes for a avalanche but misses. DC hits a springing clothesline on BT. DC tags in Dope Static who powerbombs BT. He lifts BT up and powerbombs him again. A cover...1....2..Asylum breaks it up. DS goes to hit Asylum but is nailed with a low blow by BT. BT hits the TORNADO DROP but is too weak to cover. Asylum tags himself in by tagging a close by Dope. He goes to the top rope and connects with a bulldog on BT. Asylum goes to the outside apron and grabs BT. What is he doing??? OHHH...A SUPLEX TO THE OUTSIDE BY ASYLUM!!! BT looks hurt. Wolf gets up top again...he comes off with another splash...BUT GETS NAILED BY A CHAIR SHOT BY DAVID CROWE!!!! Wolf falls in a heap as blood smears cover the chair. BT tries to get up but is DDT'd on the chair. Crowe tosses him back in. Dope Static charges at DC but HE is clocked with the chair. The ref jumps out of the ring and yells at DC threatening to send them back to the showers. Meanwhile Asylum puts the STRAIGHTJACKET on BT. But RLE sneaks in with the ring bell and LEVELS Asylum in the back of the head with it. Fight fire with fire. BT rolls over on ASylum....1.....2....NOOO Asylum kicks out. BT crawls to the corner and tags in Red Leaf. RLE comes in and drops Asylum with a right and knocks DC down with a left. Red whips Asylum into the ropes and back body drops him to the OUTSIDE!!!! A bloody Dope and Wolf get up and grab Asylum. They hit a POWERBOMB/NECKBREAKER combo on Asylum onto the floor. Both of them get in the ring and double clothesline Red Leaf. They pick up Red Leaf and hit a double powerbomb on him. BT gets up on the apron and DS brings him in with a suplex. Dope tries for a powerbomb but BT reverses it into a frankensteiner. DS's big foot nails Wolf in the face by accident as he walks into a Falling Leaf by Red Leaf. Who in the hell is the legal man?? All i know is that RLE makes the cover.....1....2...NOOO DC makes the save. Red gets up and spinebusters Cross. Asylum gets up and slides back into the ring only to be hit with a overhead belly to belly by BT. BT and Red Leaf are ruling the ring at this moment. Red Leaf goes to run at Crowe but is back body dropped. Red Leaf lands on the apron with his feet but is caught in the gut with a shoulder. DC sunset flips and POWERBOMBS Red leaf on the hard floor!!! Wolf baseball slides DC in the face then hits a SUICIDE PLANCHA ON DAVID CROWE!!! Dope grabs Asylum...and nails his finisher...a cover....1.....2...NOOO BT breaks it up. He picks up Dope Static and hits a jaw breaker/stunner on DS. It looks as if BT is trying to hit another Tornado Drop...but Asylum sneaks up from behind and gets him in a Cobra clutch.....OH MY LORD he just a hit a Cobra clutch suplex onto BT. It looked as if BT's neck was broken. Dope grabs Asylum....he goes for a chokeslam...but DC sneaks in from behind and CRRRACKS Dope in the back of the head with that steel chair while the ref tries to get order from the brawl outside. Dope goes down fast as Asylum sets up BT....SHOCK TREATMENT!!!! Wolf sees this and tries to get in the ring but is gut wrenched by RLE. A cover.....1.....2.....3!!! The insane duo of David Crowe and Asylum have pulled it off. They grab their titles and hurry out of the ring while Red leaf tends to BT and Wolf helps up a bloody Dope Static.

Winners and NEW Tag Champs: David Crowe and Asylum

Crowe/Asylum hold the belts high at the top of the rampway. And whats this? Wolf/Static ambush RLE/BT! But they are making a comeback.......what a SCHMOZZ! IHWA Officials break this up.

The announcers who never seem to shut up hype the TV title match and predict who AD is going to face.

**Television Title**
Alec Diablo (c) vs. OPEN CHALLENGE

"Judith" blares over the rambunctious speakers here in Nashville, and Alec Diablo walks out confident as ever. He totes the TV strap around his waist.

This capacity crowd of 20 thousand plus BOO him as he gets in the ring and calls for a mic.

Diablo: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Listen up sheep......Alec Diablo is now here to
defend this illustrious television title against.........ANYONE who has the GALL to come out here and try and take this from me. I am the best TV Champ there is........I am the best TV champ there was......and I am the best TV Champ there will ever.......

THE LIGHTS GO BLACK. As they do, we hear Diablo say "bring it on, jerky." The lights remain black for several seconds. The crowd is waiting in anticipation to who is going to challenge Diablo for the Television title. The lights are still black. They come back and the arena is lit up with a brite white color. AD stands in the middle of the ring wondering what to do. Suddenly, BALLOONS AND STREAMERS ARE FALLING FROM THE CEILING! HOLY CRAP STREAMERS GALORE! The crowd is on their feet in EVER SO WAITING Anticipation. We hear a voice over in a deep, distorted voice.

Voice Over: Diablo........the time has come for you to pay......you have held that television title for a long, long time and tonight here in Nashville is the night where I take it from you.....prepare yourself Diablo.......YOUR REIGN IS COMING TO AN END....NOW.

Who is it? My Gawd, just come out we DO have a schedule to keep! The titantron is charged up and............OH NO!!! Not him!!! MY GAWD I THOUGHT WE HAD SEEN THE LAST OF HIM........it's......it's....it's........ZACH ZAMBONI?!?!?!?! It is! "Smooth As Ice, Ice, Baby" hits and the crowd is booing massively! He and Vanilla Ice charge the ring!

The ref rings the bell and ZZ is charged up. He hits the ring and attempts a clothesline. He turns around and FIFTEEN MINUTES OF FAME! DIablo laughs profusely as the ref counts: 1.......2......3!

Winner by pinfall, still TV champ: Alec Diablo

For Gawd's sake the entrance was three times as long as the match! All those balloons and streamers......for nothing, or at least virtually nothing......Zach Zamboni was just made famous! AD pops some of the balloons and the crowd cant believe they were duped into waiting for Zamboni. AD laughs and leaves. Vanilla revives Zamboni. The crowd is calling for 'the dance', but Zamboni and Vanilla flip off the crowd! And the boos are deafening! We want the dance! We want the dance dammit! ANOTHER FINGER BY ZAMBONI!!! They leave and as they do they get showered with TRASH.

**Hardcore Title, 4 boxes match**
X-factor vs Mike Rection

"Last Resort" starts to play over the arena and the fans start to cheer and boo. MR comes out looking intense as ever. He ignores the crowd and walks right into the ring. He looks at all four boxes and grabs the mic.

MR: X...in one of these boxes is not only the Hardcore title, but the AIWF WORLD title as well. A belt that you will NEVER get. Bring your ass down here so i can kick it back to Canada.

"Walk" by Pantera blasts on the speakers as the crowd gets DRAMATIC and starts to cheer. X-Factor comes out as he fans sing along to the song. He hops into the ring and stares at MR. The bell rings as both men just stand there and stare at each other. You can see the hatred in their eyes as they look into the other mans soul. Their history goes deep. They hate each other..i don't even think they have an ounce of respect for one another. They get nose to nose and start talking some stuff. The vulgarities that spring from their mouths is insane. MR strikes first and X returns the favor as each man continues to hit the other. Neither of them feeling the affects. MR whips X into the ropes and connects with a clothesline, but X gets back up and drops MR with one of his own. X delivers a snap suplex that almost has MR out of his boots. XF goes for a box........but MR is up and he hits a gross looking belly to back suplex. MR now goes for the first box....and what is it?........THUMBTACKS!!!!! YIKES!!

MR smiles at this and spills the thumbtacks all over the ring floor. The crowd 'ooh' and 'aahhhh's' at this. He goes for a scoop slam on XF....but XF REVERSES IT INTO AN IMPALER! And rection's face is covered in thumbtacks! Cover by XF: the ref alerts him that the only way to win is to find the box that contains the Hardcore title in it. XF says ok, and he is ready to go. XF goes for another box. MR is occupied with getting the thumbtacks out of his eyes. GROSS! Extreme close up of Rection pulling a thumb tack from his eye! XF gets the second box......is he the champ??????? oh no. BROKEN GLASS! Probably the most inhumane of what will be in the boxes tonight. Now in the ring, amongst the thumb tacks, is BROKEN GLASS! It looks like crystallized crack rock (not that I know what that looks like), as XF spills it and mixes it amongst the tacks. The ref cringes, as does most of the capacity crowd. X-Factor goes for the X-TERMINATOR BOMB......but Rection stopped him and threw him to the outside. WHEW! Dont have to worry about the danerous mix in the ring for at least a few seconds.

Rection and X-Factor exchange rights on the outside. Rection's face is bleeding nicely from the thumbtacks. Rection pokes him in the eye, and WHAM! Chairshot to the skull of X-Factor......I guess these matches are NO DQ. Hell, the ref thinks so a least, and thats all that matters. XF lays on the ground as Rection goes to the top rope..........he grabs box number three.......is HE the champ.........no! But he has BARBED WIRE! He wraps it around his arm a la Cactus Jack and JUMPS FROM THE TOP ROPE AND DELIVERS AN ELBOW TO THE STERNUM OF X-FACTOR! XF RIVES in pain as Rection pulls the barbed wire from his arm. One box remains, so whoever gets that WILL BE IHWA Hardcore Champion, and AIWF World Heavyweight Champion, according to the stips layed out by these men. Rection does the math. 4-3 = 1 BOX LEFT. He climbs in and gives a sassy laugh.

The crowd gets behind X-Factor. He lays on the outside trying to get a correct heartbeat. Rection is in.....and he OPENS THE FOURTH BOX.......he is the champ.........NO!!!!!! WHAT IN THE HELL???? IT'S AN EXPLOSIVE!!! Just like the one used in the Cross/X-Factor match up! Rection is careful with it.......he doesnt wanna set it off by ANY MEANS.........he sets it carefully down in the corner. He looks to the sky and wonders........IS THIS GONNA BE A DELAY??? But just as he looks to the sky........a FIFTH BOX IS BEING LOWERED......from the hell in the cell cage.........it's lowering, it's lowering, it's.........STOPPING? It is! It looks like it is about roughly 15 feet above the ring.

"Rollin" by Limp Bizkit plays and the crowd takes time from looking at the box to boo Extreme.

EX: Now fellas...........a FOUR BOXES MATCH WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT.........but.....A FOUR BOXES, LADDER MATCH WOULD BE GREATER!

The crowd pops! Extreme leaves suprisingly to cheers. MR wonders what the hell to do.....X-Factor is in........OH MY GAWD!!! X-TERMINATOR BOMB INTO THE BROKEN GLASS/THUMB TACKS COMBO!!!!! Rection is shredded in two! X-Factor now searches for a ladder. He looks under the ring........let's see.......cookie sheets, trash cans lids.........naked Mideon???? just joking........ah there it is, LADDER! XF chucks the ladder into the ring....AHHH.....oh man that was close to that explosive. XF sets up the ladder. Rection is slowly but surely getting up. XF climbs the ladder. Rection is up...........XF is two rungs away.......Rection grabs his foot.........one rung away..........Rection grabs his leg......X-FACTOR OPENS THE BOX........He pulls out the IHWA Hardcore title! BUT HOLY SH$T! HOLY SH$T! RECTION PUSHED THE LADDER AND X-FACTOR WENT FLYING INTO THE EXPLOSIVE AND IT WENT OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! X-Factor is out cold holding the IHWA Hardcore title. Rection is laughing as he gimps up to the BOX and pulls out the AIWF Heavyweight title. But I thought that the winner was the first to open the box and he was BOTH champions.........

Winner and NEW IHWA Hardcore Champion: X-Factor

We KNOW the IHWA belt was sanctioned, but was the AIWF BELT? We dont know. Rection walks out with the AIWF belt. My Gawd X-Factor could be seriously hurt...........EMT'S console X-Factor as they give him oxygen and put him on a stretcher to a STANDING OVATION.

We cut to the back. Michael Cole is with Extreme.

MC: Well, do you see what you've done?

EX: (laughs.) indeed. I took two people I dislike and put them in a situation that I liked......where one of them, actually, both of them, limped out hurt.

MC: Why would you do such a haneous thing?

EX: Because I am the commissioner Mikey. And when I win the IHWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT BELT TONIGHT.......I'll be the first ever World......Heavyweight......Commissioner!

MC: He could be right folks. Let's go back to the ring.

XF is taken to a local Nashville Hospital. Ring Crew members work hard to clear the ring of any hazards....after about 10 minutes (just pretend, lol) of cleaning and those announcers hyping the match coming up, the HELL IN THE CELL LOWERS! And here we go!

**HELL IN A CELL, FLAMING TABLES MATCH**
Leatherback vs. Chaos vs. Eliminator vs. Cobra

ELI comes out first to mostly boos. This former member of DECON gets in and waits for his opponents. "Ghost Rider" by Rollins Band plays and Chaos comes out to CHEERS GALORE! He carries a kendo stick with him, and as he enters the cell, pyros go off for this superstar. "Highway To Hell" blares and LB revs up the Harley to a MOUNDFUL OF BOOS from the Nashvillians. He gets in the ring and all hell breaks loose! LB attacks Chaos! And ELI joins in.........then COBRA'S music hits and the crowd goes nuts. He sprints into the CELL. The camera pans in on the lighter fluid, the torches used to light the fires and the tables which are stationed outside of the ring IN THE CELL.

**Quick Brief: In our rules of flaming tables, hell in the cell, the winner is the person NOT TO BE PUT through a flaming table.**

The bell rings and we have brutality! Cobra tosses everyone aside and laces into LB! The crowd loves it! ELI and Chaos decide to go at it, but Cobra is a house of fire. He rams LB's head into on side of the cage...........into another.........into the third......and finally, he rounds it off with a slam to the fourth rail! His momentum is slowed when ELI ts a low blow and Chaos HITS THE CHAOS BRINGER ON COBRA! But it wasnt through a flaming table. Cobra wisely rolls to the outside. ELI/CHAOS exchange right hands. Chaos back him up into the corner. LB is p and hits hit a STINGER SPLASH, which sandwiches both ELI and Chaos. Both men fall down and LB has a hearty laugh. But COBRA is up and he pulls him to the outside. Cobra rams his head into the steel pole. AND COBRA IS GOING FOR A TABLE.........he sets one up on the outside........but is he gonna blaze it up? LB is trying to get up.......and Cobra lights table number one!!! LB charges at him.....HIP TOSS.......but he DIDNT go through the table! That was close. ELI is up and he goes for a flying cross body to Cobra on the outside......BUT COBRA CATCHES HIM AND POWERSLAMS ELI THROUGH THE FLAMING TABLE! WHAT STRENGTH BY COBRA!

**Eliminator is eliminated (no pun intended)**

Officials put out that fire, as they are supposed to do when someone has been put through a flaming table. ELI is escorted to the back by about 15 IHWA Officials. Meanwhile, LB is in the ring with Chaos as Cobra lays low on the outide holding his back. C/E between LB/Chaos. Chaos whips him into the ropes....LB PULLS SALT FROM HIS TIGHTS........and when LB comes back he throws the salt in Chaos' eyes! Man, damn these dirty players! Chaos is now somewhat easy pickings for LB....that is,.......until CObra comes in and throws LB over the top rope. Now COBRA is going to work on Chaos. Cobra hits an atomic drop. Chaos goes flying into the corner. He bounces back and out of nowhere.......COBRA DROP ON CHAOS! Chaos is down! LB is up and he is signaling for Cobra's attention..........he has a flaming table set up for Chaos! And he is calling for Cobra to throw him through it. Cobra thinks it through and decides that it will make it one on one vs. LB. He picks up Chaos......AND CHAOS GOES THROUGH A FLAMING TABLE!

**Chaos has been eliminated**

Officials pot that fire out but when they try to revive Chaos, it doesnt work. LB and Cobra ignore that and we have ourselves a good, old fashioned, one on one, FLAMING TABLES HELL IN A CELL MATCH. LB and Cobra circle each other. C/E. Nothing. Stalemate. C/E again. Nothing. LB runs off the ropes and shoulder blocks Cobra. He goes for a leg drop, but the suave Cobra moves out of the way. Cobra picks up LB and sizes him up with some right hands. He backs him into the corner and hits some sizzlin knife edge chops! 2, 3, 4, 5 of them! LB cringes in pain as Cobra hits a drop toe hold. Cobra applies the COBRA COIL! It wont win him the match, but it will certainly wear LB down! He wrenches back and LB and screaming! After around 5 minutes (let play pretend again, lol) Cobra FINALLY releases the hold. Chaos is back up and in........WHAM!!! He nails Cobra in the head with a kendo stick! Where are the officials to escort him away???? Ahhhh, here they come..........WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! He nails them all with shots to the head! Man, his pocket book is going to be slummin this week. He sizes up LB......WHAM! Now whats he doing.......he's going for a table.......he brings one in......and he lights it on fire! DAMMIT CHAOS HAS ALREADY BEEN ELIMINATED!!! He looks at LB, he looks at COBRA. It looks like he is playing "Eenie-Meenie-Miny-Moe"...........he stops and he picks up COBRA FOR ANOTHER CHAOS BRINGER............and HE HITS IT THROUGH THE FLAMING TABLE!!!!! But does that count since Chaos had already been eliminated? Let's go to ring announcer Howard Dweeble....

Howard Dweeble: Ladies and Gentlemen........I have just been informed via ear-piece some crucial information........the WINNER of this match is LEATHERBACK!

Winner: Leatherback

What???? But Chaos was........but Cobra got......LB didnt........oh nevermind......there aint.....

THE LIGHTS GO BLACK.

(HEHEHEHEH OH THE SUSPENSE........)

The lights come back on and we see LB at the top of the runway. He appears to be a-ok. We pan in the ring to see......Cobra has Chaos Handcuffed to a turnbuckle! He is stomping a hole in him! He takes a chair.......WHAM! Chaos drops to one knee. Extreme SPRINTS DOWN TO THE RING! He gets in. He looks at Chaos........he looks at Cobra.......my gawd the tension is enormous here......and COBRA'S SAYS TO EXTREME: "HE'S ALL YOURS."

WHAT??????????? Cobra leaves and Extreme pulls a chain from his trunks and he is BEATING CHAOS MERCYLESSLY! FINALLY, officials break it up. What the hell was that Cobra? Was this a set-up? Is EXTREME the 'one person' Cobra keeps refering to??? We had better get some answers from Cobra!

Officials help Chaos out and he looks PISSED. He charges to the back in pursuit of Cobra. Announcers cant help but hype...THE MAIN EVENT!

**IHWA World Title Match**
Mad Dragon vs Ian Payne vs Extreme

The Nashville crowd is humming with excitement of what they have already seen tonight and in anticipation of what is yet to come. Next up is the match of the evening, where the new IHWA World Heavyweight Champion will be crowned! The opening strains of "Bad to the Bone" come over the PA and the crowd goes nuts!!! First up tonight, out comes Ian Payne decked out in an Elvis Presley style white jumpsuit with rine stones. He plays air guitar for a minute and then just looks down and shakes his head "uh uh"... he strips off the jump suit and throws it to the crowd! He is now wearing an all new ring outfit (black trunk and tights, with black leather boots) and he is carrying a maniquin head with the Gargoyle mask on it! He makes his way down to ringside, slides under the bottom rope and then jumps up onto the 2nd turnbuckle and holds "Gargoyle" high for all of the crowd to see! The crowd start's cheering "Gar-Goyle... Gar-Goyle"! Ian smiles brightly and then slides out of the ring and sets "Gargoyle" on the Tongan announcers' table. He slides back into the ring and sits in the corner awaiting his opponents.

"For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica starts blaring over the PA and the crowd goes ballistic!!! Even before the returning hero shows himself, the crowd starts a "Dragon Rules!" chant! The curtain opens and out walks the 6'3", three-time IHWA World Heavyweight champion! Mad Dragon, comes out in a pair of navy tights with "Mad Dragon" in crimson letters down each leg. He is wearing black and red boots and is sporting a plain black robe and a white towel draped over his head. He gets to the top of the ramp, whips off the towel and does the MUTA MIST into the air!!! The crowd is loving this! Hell, if Dragon was running for office there would be no need for a recount! Dragon wipes the mist residue off his face with the towel and then walks down the ramp. He sees a little boy in a wheel-chair sitting ringside and hands the boy the towel! My gawd, the kid is crying! You'd think that Dragon just handed him a million dollars! The kid's dad asks if he can get a picture and Dragon climbs over but says wait! He calls to Ian who climbs over too, and they pose with the kid for a quick picture. The crowd roars it's appreciation for both of these men as Dragon and Ian climb back into the ring and await tonight's final combatant...

"Rollin" by Limp Bizkit has barely started when the "A$$-HOLE" chant fills the air! Extreme walks out backed by Leatherback, Alec Diablo, Slade and Smith... he stands at the top of the ramp and yells out "Cut the music!" Everything goes quiet and then Extreme continues.

Extreme: "Well, wasn't that special! So the two
boyscouts gave the little gimp a nice present... ladi-freeken-daa!!! (the crowd boos) Why are you guys wasting any breath at all on these backwoods, cousin marrying, ufo-riding, if it moves - put a gun rack on it, red necks?!? I don't get it? There's not enough teeth in the front row to make a full set and you two actually care what they think! I don't whose the bigger morons! You two, or (swipes his hand at the crowd) all of you.... (a$$-hole starts up again) Say that if you want, but when this night is over, I will be the one walking out of here with the 15 pounds of gold strapped around my waist... watch and see... just watch and see!"

Extreme and party walk down to ringside and the ref starts telling his enterage they need to leave. They refuse until Sloan and Young come out...

Young: "Sorry guys, the only way we can guarentee a
fair fight tonight is if we ban all non-participating wrestlers from ringside! All of you, scat..."

Leatherback and company look like they don't know what to do, but then pick up and leave when Extreme tells him he planned for this, and not to worry. Extreme turns around and heads to the center of the ring, where senior official Danny Junior gives them the once over and then shows all three men the IHWA World Heavyweight Championship belt! He hands the belt to the ring attendant and then calls for the bell... and this historic match up is under way!!!

Dragon and Ian start playing Rock/Paper/Scissors to see who gets to attack Extreme first. They both throw scissors followed by double rocks. Extreme looks at this and then at the ref in frustration! The ref just shrugs his shoulders... Dragon and Ian both throw scissors again and then shrug their shoulds and both land hard fists to the head of Extreme!!! The crowd roars it's approval as Extreme goes down hard! Both men grab an arm and hoist Extreme back to his feet... a double toss into the ring ropes and Extreme is sent down hard with a double clothes line!!! Man, working together, Dragon and Ian are making quick work of Extreme... but this isn't an elimination match, what are they going to do when it comes time to make the pin?!?

Both men grab an arm again and this time they hit a double suplex!!! Extreme looks to be in severe pain... Ian picks up the stunned Extreme and points to the top turnbuckle... It seems that Dragon understands what he's saying because he immediatly climbs to the top... Ian lifts Extreme up with a stalled suplex and Dragon comes off the top with a big flying cross body that carries Extreme all the way to the mat! Here's the first cover of the night! 1.. 2.. NO! Extreme got his foot on the rope! This time Dragon pulls up Extreme and points to the top... Ian takes this cue and climbs to the top turnbuckle as Dragon hoists Extreme up on his shoulders and holds him there as Ian comes off with the old Road Warriors' Total Devestation flying clothesline that drops Extreme from Dragon's shoulders onto his head! Oh what a sickening site! Ian starts to go for the pin, but the referee stops him. He is checking on Extreme and, what the hell?, he's calling for the EMT's! Damn, it looks like Extreme is really hurt this time... What the hell is gonna happen in the match now?!?

The match is stopped while the EMT's carefully put a neck brace on Extreme, and then roll him onto a back board. Dragon and Ian are talking in the corner, trying to figure out how the rest of the night will go. The EMT's strap Extreme to the board and then move him to the stretcher... about half the crowd gives Extreme a standing ovation as he is being wheeled out; the other half sitting in stunned silence, not willing to give this man even a glimmer of respect. Back in the ring, Dragon and Ian walk to the center of the ring. The referee calls for the bell to signify the match is back on. Dragon and Ian shake hands and then proceed to cirlcle each other.

Collar and elbow tie up, and Ian is sent to the mat by a Dragon arm drag... Ian gets up, smiles and another lockup... this time Dragon is sent to the mat with a standing drop kick! He gets up, smiles at his friend and holds a hand up issueing a challenge to Ian for a test of strength... Ian just smiles and then locks hands with Dragon! Back and forth they go, jockying for leverage... both men trying to get the other to his knee... Ian shows a slight strength advantage as he bends Dragon over backwards until Dragon is bridging up to keep his shoulders off the mat! Dragon powers back up to a standing position, kicks one leg over breaking Ian's hold and then sends him down hard with a Japanese over the top arm-drag!!! Ian scootches over to the corner, pulls himself up and gives a little golf clap to Dragon. Dragon is brushing his hands off and smiling when Ian rushes him and sends him down hard with a running clothesline! Ian quickly picks him up and hits a belly-to-belly suplex! Quick cover but only a 1 count!

Ian pulls up Dragon again hits a Northern Lights suplex! Another 1 count... Ian pulls Dragon to his feet and looks like he's going for another NLS but Dragon blocks it and turns it into a Swinging Neck Breaker! Ian is down! Dragon stands over him and drops a quick elbow driver! Then two more in quick succession!! Dragon pulls up Ian and shoots him into the corner then Dragon comes running after him and hits a Tiger Mask-like Front Walk Up and a Strong Machineish Standing Back Mule Kick to the chest that bounces Ian hard of the turnbuckles and sends him face first into the mat! Man, Dragon's years in the orient are sure paying off tonight!

Dragon sees his prone opponent and decides to slap on the No Cure for the Madness!!! Ian is screaming in pain as a little over half of the crowd cheers wildly smelling victory, and the rest "Oooooooo" in restrained disappointment. The ref is asking Ian if he gives but he's screaming NO! and pulling them both to the ropes where he manages to break the hold. Dragon gets up and give Ian a moment to collect himself and get to his feet. Both men shake hands and then continue. The crowd, once again roars it's approval for these two men at this sign of good sportsmanship!
Ian and Dragon quickly trade another series of scientific moves, the nexis being a series of three Belly to Back suplexes by Dragon resulting in a 2 1/2 count near fall! Dragon brings Ian to his feet and sends him into the ropes... Ian ducks a clothesline, bounces off the far ropes and then tries to hit one of his own which Dragon ducks... both men are bouncing off the ropes now and are engaged in the deadly and dreaded Criss Cross! Dragon hits the mat, Ian jumps over, criss cross, Ian ducks and Dragon leapfrogs, but.... OHHHH!!!! He didn't get enough height and Ian's forehead just collided with Dragon's cahonnas!!!

Ian is down and appears to be unconcious... he might have a serious case of whiplash the way his head snapped back! And Dragon, needless to say, is a quivering mass! To get hit there that hard has got to hurt like hell... He's in enough pain that he isn't even trying to cover Ian. Suddenly from out of the back here comes Extreme! And he's carrying that neck brace with him!

Extreme runs to the ring, slides quickly under the bottom rope and then baseball slide kicks Ian right out of the ring! Extreme then turns his attention to the still stunned Dragon... Oooooo, a shot right between the eyes with that hard plastic neck brace... the ref warns him not to do it again and Extreme tosses the neckbrace into the crowd! Extreme measures the fallen Dragon and drops a knee to the back of the head, and then another! He picks up Dragon and hits the 15 Minutes of Fame!!! He looks at the camera and says "a little something I picked up from Alec D!" He picks up Dragon again and starts to set him up for the High Life Pedigree but sees Ian getting up... Extreme runs Dragon to the ropes and tosses him over right onto Ian!!! Both men are lying on the ground and Extreme decides it's time to take a flight!!! He bounces off the far ropes, crosses the ring and launches himself over the top into a Suicide Plancha onto both men!!! Extreme is up and smiling! Dragon is down, still recovering from the nut shot and Ian is up but looking stunned! Extreme grabs Ian around the waist, hoists him up in the air and drops him face first through the Tongan announcer's table!!!

Extreme grabs the Gargoyle head and yells "fat lot of good you were!" and then throws it at the prone body of Ian Payne... He then turns around to face Dragon but gets a shot to the midsection for his troubles! Dragon's trying to fight back, but there isn't alot left in him after the match he's already had! Extreme fights back and levels Dragon with a punch to the forehead! He then picks up Dragon and rolls him into the ring... Extreme climbs in after him... he picks up Dragon and looks to be setting up some type of suplex, but Dragon turns it into an inside cradle! 1.. 2.. NO!!! Extreme kicks out and "accidently" kicks the ref in the head!

Extreme decides to take advantage of this by reaching into his trunks and pulling out a chain!!! He wraps it around his fist and when Dragon goes to grab him, he levels the Mad one with a hard right! Dragon is down in a heap... Extreme shakes the ref awake and then covers Dragon... 1.. 2.. NO!!! 2 3/4 kickout... Extreme is furious!!! He kicks Dragon in the head and then covers him again, this time positioning himself so that the ref doesn't see his feet on the second rope or his hand pulling the trunks for leverage! 1..
2.. 3!!! NEW CHAMP!!! NEW CHAMP!!! Extreme's done it!!!

The ring announcer climbs into the ring and announces to the world... "Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, the winner of this match and NEW IHWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... EXTREME!!!" The crowd boos! Extreme quickly rolls out of the ring and holds up the belt for all to see... He then heads over to the kid in the wheelchair and asks him if he'd like his picture taken with a real champion and when the kid says no, Extreme SLAPS him hard in the face... the dad goes to defend his kid and is the recipient of a High Life Pedigree on the cold concrete for his troulbes. Extreme gets back in the ring with a mic when Diablo and LB come out to celebrate with him. They stand in the ring.

EX: Boy life is great.

AD: I hear that.

LB: Man, now the DI family has brought the ol' Heavyweight strap back where it belongs.

EX: Life is great. I am the first ever WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT COMMISSIONER!

My Gawd! It's SP Faeth! Him, Young, Walker, and Sloan ALL STAND at the top of the ramp. Faeth has a mic.

Faeth: Extreme........I have some news for you my friend...........when you signed your commissioner contract........(laughs).......well.......you forgot ONE IMPORTANT THING.

EX: What is that panty waste?

Faeth: That in section five (he pulls out the contract.), paragraph four it states, and I quote "And if I, Extreme, win the IHWA World Heavyweight title, to comply with a cetain level of fairness, I hereby FORFEIT my duties as commissioner!"

THE CROWD LOVES IT! EX, AD and LB cant believe it!

EX: What! NO! NO! Thats not me.........I havent been 'fair' my entire life....WHY WOULD I START NOW????

Faeth: Well bigshot, you and your high-priced attorneys should have read the contract a LITTLE BIT BETTER. And in the words of a certain Hardcore Hero......HAVE A NICE DAY!

Faeth and crew leave to a MASSIVE OVATION! AD, LB and EX are left in the middle of the ring wondering what to do. My gawd, Extreme apparently is no longer commish, but he is the heavyweight champ, and......

THE LIGHTS GO BLACK.

We resume and.......WHAT THE HELL???????? IT'S.......IT'S...........IT'S .................RA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RA IS HERE!!!!!!!! AD, LB and EX all look at the titantron and they dont realize that Ra is behind them........Ra taps LB on the shoulder.........SOLAR FLARE ON LB! AD turns around..........SOLAR FLARE ON AD! EX sees this and tries to make a getaway.......but Ra catches him and SOLAR FLARE ON THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!!!!! MY GAWD........RA IS BAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!! The crowd is having a sanctioned orgy as we fade to black on RA as he stands in the middle of the ring with his arms raised high in the air!!!!!! Thank you for tuning in to our ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY...........Goodnight from Nashville!!!!!

AFTER THE SHOW STOPPED BEING BROADCAST NATIONWIDE..........
Thu Nov 16 20:13:06 2000


The following WAS shown however on an IHWA highlight show on Saturdays, "IHWA: Damn we are good."


the cameras were still rolling, but nothing was being televised. Ra left, Ian Payne was still unconcious and EMT's helped him. DI got up eventually and played the crowd to massive boos. they left, leaving only Mad Dragon. he called out DI.......nothing. BUT VP SMITH CAME FROM THE CROWD AND LAID HIM OUT WITH A SHOVEL!!!!! The crowd assaulted VP Smith with trash as he sprinted to the back. but why did VP Smith do that do Dragon?

and what is COBRAS AGENDA???????